Without waiting for me to ask what was going on, Murong Yu interrupted Meng Po and said, "I'll talk about this later, ginger tea, try to go back to your body, don't be in a hurry at first, get used to it and then slowly move your arms or something." ”

I was anxious to know if I was okay or not, so I hurriedly drifted over to the bed, forgetting to ask about the spell again.

I closed my eyes and went into the bed, and I didn't dare to open them for a long time.

"Ginger tea?" Murong Yu asked cautiously.

I couldn't help but open my eyes and look at him, then I tried to lift my arm and realized that I could really move.

Excited to jump up, Murong Yu hurriedly stopped me: "Don't, have you forgotten what I just said?" Adapt to it first, otherwise it will be easy to go wrong, little by little. ”

I stuck out my tongue, this habit I learned from Lin Yue, I didn't know how to make a grimace before.

Lying there moving this, moving that, the two of them stood at the head of the bed and looked at me with a smile, and after a few minutes I asked carefully, "Is it okay now?" Will I be able to get up? ”

"That's it." Murong Yu nodded and said.

Lifting my legs and getting out of bed, I jumped twice and said in surprise: "It's really good, thank you Murong, thank you Mengpo." ”

Murong Yu looked at me with a loving face: "Okay, don't jump, don't be afraid to make noise to others at night, your body is still very weak now, lie down and rest for a night, let's go first." ”

"Oh, Su Che and Yue Yue are not at home? What about Uncle Qingcang? I asked curiously.

Murong Yu looked very anxious, told me that they would all come tomorrow morning, told me to go to bed quickly, and then disappeared with Meng Po.

But I am not sleepy at all now, I opened the curtains and looked outside, the street was still brightly lit, of course I would not lose my color because of me, I couldn't help laughing at my little hypocrisy, and lay down on the bed.

I said I wasn't sleepy, but I fell asleep within three minutes, and I don't know how I could be so tired after two days of sleeping.

In the morning, I heard the sound of someone opening the door, I quickly got up and walked out of the bedroom, and saw Uncle Qingcang standing in the living room stupidly with a big bag on his back, I smiled and asked him, "Uncle Qing, what's wrong with you?" ”

Uncle Qingcang didn't say anything, ran over and picked me up, turned around and said, "My girl, how are you?" What's going on? ”

I was hugged by him, my face was slightly red, but I didn't feel excessive, I felt like I was being held by my father, although I had never experienced this feeling, but at this moment, my feeling was like this.

Putting me on the ground, Uncle Qingcang carefully looked me from head to toe, still couldn't believe it was true, and asked me what was going on.

I told me about what Murong Yu and Meng Po had done together last night, and Uncle Qing Cang understood and said in surprise: "I didn't expect this Murong Yu to have such a ability, and that Meng Po is also a master." ”

"Uncle Qing, where have you been? Why did you take so many things? I saw a pot on the ground and a few bags of herbs, and asked him curiously.

Uncle Qingcang said that he asked some friends, and everyone thought that I had a nervous system injury, so he went to buy medicine according to the prescription given by Chinese medicine, and some of them could not be bought, and he personally went up the mountain to pick them back, and he didn't come over until the morning, planning to boil medicine for me.

I was moved for a while, Uncle Qingcang was good to me, I knew it, but I didn't expect it to be so good, and I didn't know what to say for a while.

Lin Yue also came soon after, so I had to explain what happened to her again, and she was even more surprised, and said that even Uncle Qingcang's helpless illness was cured by Murong Yu, which was a miracle.

But looking at me jumping around, Uncle Qingcang and Lin Yue were all smiling, and they were busy going to the kitchen to get me breakfast, after all, I hadn't eaten for two days and three nights, and I was already hungry with my chest sticking to my back.

Uncle Qingcang watched with satisfaction as I had eaten up the breakfast he had made, and asked me a lot about the details of what had happened that night's vigil, and I wondered why he had rushed to the village and how he knew the way.

Hearing me ask this question, Uncle Qingcang's face was stunned for a moment, and then he smiled, explaining that he had planned to rush to the village earlier, but because some things at home were delayed, I had already had an accident when he arrived in the village.

As for the question of how he found the village, Uncle Qingcang did not answer.

I began to reminisce about what happened that night, but I said that since I returned to the village, I had been targeted, from the attack of the hanged ghost to the plot in the ancestral shrine, especially the latter trick, which almost made me stay in bed forever from now on.

At first, I suspected that Wang Lin had done this, but she had only been away from the village for a year, how could she have such a strong strength, and even Murong Yu had concealed it, so it couldn't be her.

Who could that be? What's in it for him to kill me?

This question began to bother me, if that person was so powerful, why did he only strike when I returned to the village, but did not move when I was in the city? Is there someone in the city who scares him or doesn't want to face? So who is that?

I told Uncle Qingcang and Yue Yue about these thoughts, and they all nodded their heads to indicate the same, and Uncle Qingcang also said that the reason why he didn't come to the city to deal with me was very simple, because the people of Yunmen were here, and few people dared to come to make trouble.

I heard the word Cloud Gate again, and I have been here for a year, and I have never seen the so-called people of Cloud Gate, but I have heard about their deeds from time to time, such as planning this apartment for those demons and monsters who will not do evil, such as formulating the system of exorcists.

I was curious about how powerful Yunmen was, so I asked Uncle Qingcang.

He told me about the history of this Cloud Gate, it is said that Cloud Gate has existed as early as more than 2,000 years ago, but it was not called this name at that time, and then after many years of world changes, Cloud Gate has changed its name several times, until the last few decades, it has changed to its current name.

The existence of Cloud Gate is a kind of civil secret organization allowed by the state, and many ordinary people do not know about this organization, but there are branches of them almost all over the country, which shows the extent of their power.

When Uncle Qingcang told me about these things, there was always a trace of disdain in his tone, I didn't understand why, I peeked at Lin Yue, and found that his expression was also very embarrassed.

After asking cautiously, Uncle Qingcang looked at Lin Yuehou and said with a smile: "Actually, I just don't like the arrogant attitude of the people in Yunmen, as if I am a savior from above." ”

"But their actions are still commendable, after all, they have put in a lot of effort to maintain normal order in the world."

After hearing this, a smile appeared on Lin Yue's face, and after she explained, I realized that Lin Yue's father was one of the management of the local Cloud Gate, so in her heart, she couldn't tolerate others saying that Cloud Gate was bad, but because Uncle Qingcang also taught her a lot of Taoism, she was embarrassed to turn her face.

Of course, Uncle Qingcang knew Lin Yue's careful thinking, so he didn't care, and talked about his friendship with Lin Yue's father, Lin Yuanshan.

It turned out that they knew each other when they were young, and at that time both of them were fledgling hot-blooded young people, and they were both determined to eradicate the demons and monsters who did evil in the world, but later the development direction of the two people diverged, and then they slowly became estranged.

Lin Yuanshan chose to join the Cloud Gate and sat up from the lowest trial disciple, while Uncle Qingcang had an indifferent personality and liked to be alone.

But if they are estranged, it doesn't mean that they won't be in touch, after Lin Yuanshan's status was raised, he invited Uncle Qingcang to join Cloud Gate many times, but he was rejected every time, and then something happened, causing him to announce his withdrawal from the cultivator industry, and since then, the two have often met, but the topic no longer mentions the matter of cultivation.

Lin Yue had just learned about some of those things back then, and after listening to them, he couldn't help but stick out his tongue and said, "No wonder my father always said that he wanted me to respect Uncle Qing a little bit, it turns out that you all know each other for a long time." ”

"Yes, I didn't have you at that time, but I watched you grow up." Uncle Qingcang looked at her lovingly and said.

I suddenly felt curious, and couldn't help but ask him, since the power of Cloud Gate is so strong, why do supernatural incidents often occur in the countryside? At least I've encountered it many times.

Uncle Qingcang reluctantly explained, it turns out that with the progress of modern society, there are not many people interested in this industry, and the conditions for selecting talents in Yunmen have always been very strict, so now there are fewer and fewer people, and it is not easy to maintain peace in the city.

There are not enough people, and that's the only reason.

I suddenly felt a surge of enthusiasm in my heart, since I had already dealt with demons and monsters, why not just join them? It would be good to contribute to the peace of the world.

Uncle Qingcang was noncommittal to my thoughts, smiled faintly, patted my head and said, "Girl, you are still young, study hard first, and it is not too late to think about these things when you graduate from college." ”

Graduated from college? This is so far away for me, I calculate that it will take at least seven years, and I can't help but mutter: "Another seven years, too long, right?" ”

"Long? When you reach my age, you'll understand, not to mention seven years, ten years is just a flick of a finger. Uncle Qingcang said with a smile.

Then he added: "Don't think so far, you're going to be a freshman year of high school at the beginning of school, are you ready?" ”

I shrugged, "There's nothing to prepare, it's just a different classroom." ”

As he was talking, there was a sudden knock on the door, and Su Che pushed the door and walked in, greeting us with a hint of fatigue on his face, but he turned a blind eye to the fact that I had returned to normal and went directly into his bedroom.